The night was cool and clear when I reached the semi fringe area, where I shared a run down house with a religious cult member .I am superstitious not religious ,but I must admit that I will always remember some of the battles between good and evil those guys had over the kitchen table. Some of those guys took themselves very seriously. It’s wasn’t as bad as one might expect, Iam always interested in theology , myths and legends ,the time I spent there was quite educational .You could imagine that this sort of environment would make a practicing zoo feel a little awkward , but animals in the surrounding paddocks were more than tempting .The walk home had been a long one , from my local bar that I had been attending . When I saw the lights in the house on I felt sorry that I didn’t stay .Lights at this time in the morning ,in that house meant that some serious group bible study was in progress. I considered my options ,I could go upstairs and be hassled to join in , or I could go and spend some time with the young cow next door .The cow won.

The cow lived in the paddock next door her name is Daisy ( original isn’t it ).She belonged to an old lady that gave her a good home on the condition that she ate grass german beastiality stories. The old lady had asked for my help to tame the animal as she was frightened that she would be attacked if she got to close . I took that job with gusto ,I spent many hours sheltering from strange happenings with Daisy and that night was no different .Daisy was a young cream and yellow Jersey ( my favorite breed) ,she had short ,curling horns and the deep dark eyes all cows have .I like to get to know my animals for a while before I attempt to further the relationship ,older animals that haven’t been handled can take months before their willing to do “it” with a person. Young cows especially Jerseys like to experiment with getting off at their pace when they know you.

I had spent some time with Daisy earlier that day and I had noticed that we were becoming quite friendly .Daisy watched me as I approached her , curious of what I may have for her now .She looked even finer ,the weak moon light highlighted every feature of her body .After a few minutes of harmless play I decided that Daisy was ready for the next step. I ran one hand firmly from the base of her head along her thin neck to the top of her shoulders while bringing the other form the center of her hips to meet in the small of her back,(cows love this /horses don’t) After a few of these she was relaxed and receptive and willing to take more. I rubbed the end of her tail where the long hair starts ,this is a nerve center that I think tickles them ,they go into spasms and wriggle like a worm ( don’t over do it ,they don’t like it for to long).She was almost ready, there just a little more to go beastiality story index.I placed both hands on either side of her but cheeks and softly massaged them in a circular motion , pushing her small pink bit together and then gently apart until her lips just opened. Young ,virgin cows react very well to this as it awakens a part of their body they don’t really understand , if all goes well they really appreciate an explanation. I stood close behind her and unzipped my jeans , my dick had been throbbing since I began . Breaking a new animal is a very special occasion , I’ve mated with cows ,horses and a sheep but the first time with any animal is new ground . I put my spare hand about two spans ( hand spans ) below her pussy and gently stroked upwards , this made her squwat,( it works on all cows ) arching her back , ready to receive. That hand then when on to massage her top hip as my other softly guided my dick slowly into her virgin behind . I’ve felt it many times but the feel of her warm tight pussy sliding over my rod was bliss. Her ears stirred and settled as I began stroking, me slipping in and out of her was a new feeling she seemed to like. With her not being one of my more experienced animals I traditionally made love to her until I could feel the pressure building below. I firmly held both sides of her hips pulling her onto me as I pushed deep into her to blow my load. Her ears pricked as she felt me go .After a slow withdraw I zipped up a smothered her in affection beastiality or bestiality. Daisy showed all the signs of a cow that had just learnt something new , and I was the center of her licking frenzy.

I returned to the house to find my flat mate and friends, were still totally engrossed .After meeting the new cult members I drew up my pew and selected bestiality as a debating topic .Do I feel guilty you ask?..NEVER!!!